Two weeks later
Winter was coming in and mum was having a bad day. I could see that she was in pain and I didn’t know what to do. I called Sean to ask him, but he seemed remarkably busy and couldn’t talk. I knew that there were limited doctors in the area, but I kept wondering that if mum had gone to another city and was treated by a more experienced doctor, would we have seen improvements by now? To me it seemed as if her healing process was stagnating. I decided that I would speak to Sean about seeking a second opinion.
A few minutes later the doorbell rang, and it was the carer that took care of mum while I was at work. I sighed in relief. She would know what to do. Once I’d spoken to mum to make sure that she would be okay for the rest of the day, I left for work. When I arrived, everyone was already there, and I hadn’t noticed how late I was. I noticed someone walking towards Luke’s office. I winced. It was probably someone arriving for a meeting and I hadn’t given him advance notice of it. The person entered Luke’s office. I scrambled to switch on my computer and open his calendar. He did have a meeting with this person. I was so annoyed with myself.
Once the person left, I knocked on Luke’s office door and went inside.
“Hi Maddie,” he greeted.
“Hi,” I murmured. “I’m sorry that I didn’t give you notice about the meeting you just had. I will work extra to make up for the time I missed this morning.”
“What happened this morning?”
I frowned at his question.
“In the two weeks that you’ve been here, you’ve never been late so something must have happened to make you late today.”
“My mum is having a bad day.”
“Oh yes, Sean did tell me about the stroke. Have you considered going to another doctor?”
“I was thinking about that this morning. I have to do some research and find one close by.”
“Let me know if you need help.”
I nodded. “Thank you.”
“I need to ask you for a favour. Next weekend I will be going home to visit my family. I’d like to divert all my work calls to you if possible. Please will you take the calls and set up any appointments that might come up in my calendar. You can take your computer home.”
“No problem,” I smiled.
“As for this weekend, I once told you that if you do half the job that Cecilia does, I will show you something you might like. Are you free on Saturday?”
I looked at him in surprise.
“I understand if you have to take care of your mother,” he continued.
“I usually run errands on Saturdays, so the carer does come by for half the day. What time would you want me to be ready?”
“8am on a Saturday?” my eyes widened in disbelief.
“Well if you want to join me, that’s the time.”
“Okay,” I sighed dramatically.
He chuckled and the dimple in his right cheek that I loved so much popped out.
Wait, what was I saying? How could I think that I love something about him? I am not going there. Let’s face it. I knew I liked him from the first time I met him. I was getting myself into so much trouble. I just hoped it ended well.